Hera
I don't know what came over me but the moment I spotted my sister heading towards me, I knew I needed to do something. I ended up kissing Mason. What I didn't expect is him not only kissing me back but deepening the kiss. When we pull away, Mason has a smirk on her face and my sister? Well, let's just say her eyeballs are about to pop out. “I have to say, that was quite a surprise.” Mason comments and I smile back to hide my embarrassment. “ You really are shameless, aren't you Hera?” My sister, Tara sneers with disgust. I turn to give her my undivided attention, a smirk playing at the corner of my lips. “ I don't understand what you mean.” I decide to play it cool, something that I know will irk Tara. “ You don't mind throwing yourself at a random man at a club? Is that what you have been up to all these years? It's no wonder you can't find a man for yourself.” Tara spats with distaste. I clench my fists under the table just to stop myself from snapping back at her. “ Who is this?” Mason asks, a frown forming on his face. “ My beloved sister.” I reply sarcastically. Mason doesn't seem surprised by my answer however. “ Oh, I understand. Your sister thinks you can't possibly have a hot boyfriend like me.” He comments, his hands going around my waist as he pulls me closer. He has his eyes directed to Tara all this time. “ Listen, I don't care about the relationship you have with my woman. What I won't allow is you walking here and disrespecting her.” Mason’s voice is low but the warning is loud and clear. I can feel a change in his aura. Looking at him, he looks nothing like the playful man I bumped into at the airport nor the flirty Mason from a moment ago. Tara is taken aback by Mason's outburst as the fear reflected in her eyes betrays her. “ This is what you will do. Turn around and crawl back to whatever hole you came out of. Don't ruin our mood or you won't be able to bear the consequences.” He snarls, his voice so low and menacing that a chill runs down my spine. I don't understand what just happened but the way Mason is acting at the moment... It's scary but oh girl! I like it. So powerful and domineering. Tara looks at me with a scowl before she scoffs, turning around and walking away. I smile, loving how scared Tara looked a moment ago. " Did you enjoy the show?" Mason suddenly asks and I turn to face him, my smile gone. Now that Tara is gone, I have to face the fact that she just exposed my shortcomings to him. Not to mention the kiss from earlier! " Thankyou for standing up for me." I say, taking a sip of my drink. Growing up, no one ever defended me with the exception of Chloe. I never thought that a day would come when a total stranger would be defending me against my own family. " Don't thank me, Hera. I am curious though. Is that how she treats you?" Mason asks and I swallow. I look around, trying to think of a way out but I know I can't escape Mason's gaze. " Yes. We don't exactly get along. " I confess and I feel a lump forming in my throat. As much as I pretend to not care about my estranged relationship with my family, the truth is, it hurts. I hope they don't resent and look down on me for being "fat" and " useless." " Why?" He asks, his eyes narrowing slightly. I shrug my shoulders, taking a big sip of the alcohol hoping that it will help numb the sadness crawling inside me. " I'm a disgrace. I wasn't what my family expected me to be." I relay what my mother always tells me. Mason frowns, seemingly confused by my reply. " What does that even mean?" " It simply means I am a failure. As a woman, I can't control my body weight and can't even get a man for myself. I am thirty years old without a man to call mine, talk less of a family." I don't know why I am telling Mason this considering that we aren't that close. I mean, we only met today and here I am, sharing what I would rather lock at the depths of my heart. Mason suddenly leans in, his hand reaching out to cup my cheeks. " Listen, don't ever put yourself down, especially for things you can't control. You are the most beautiful and sexy woman I have ever met and if your family can't see that then screw them. As far as you having a man is concerned,it's a matter of time before they come rushing towards you." He declares and I don't know why I smile at his words. They sound fantastic but I know my reality. " Thanks for the sweet words, Mason. But I know where I stand in this society. It's not just my family, the people around me, even the strangers I meet. They judge me for my body. The disgust on their faces cannot be concealed." I say with a sigh. " I am used to it actually. I know people will not like me for my plus size and no man would want anything serious with me." I add. " Hera, that's not right. You are a very attractive woman." Mason booms and I smile depreciatingly. " Yeah. I am attractive but not enough to keep a man. The men who come to me just want to know how it feels to sleep with a fat woman. They want to explore and satisfy their curiosity." I say bitterly. " You don't know that. What you said isn't true." Mason counters but I shake my head. " Believe me, I do know. I am a thirty year old woman, Mason. I have been through this." There was a time I still hoped that there was a man for me out there. Not anymore. I gave up hope and accepted my fate a long time ago." That's the sad reality of my life. Love, marriage and relationships are things that weren't meant for me. " No. It's just that you haven't met the right man." He counters again and I smile. " The right man?" I ask with a scoff. " I once had a man I thought was my Mr Right. Turns out he pretended to love me to win a bet. Pathetic, right?" " Do you also think I am here to experiment with you? To explore and satisfy my curiosity?" Mason asks, his question stunning me. Momentarily silence accompanies us, the sound of our heartbeat the only thing resonating. " I don't know. You tell me what's your goal tonight.”Hera I keep my gaze locked on Mason's face, awaiting his answer. My heart beats wildly in my chest. For some reason, I am anxious and nervous at the same time. I don't know what I want to hear from his confessions yet something deep inside me tells me that Mason's answer will either shatter me further or... " I find you very attractive, Hera." Mason confesses, wetting his lips. My eyes follow each of his actions. " And?" I probe further, excitement coursing through my nerves. " I am interested in you as a woman, not a friend." He declares, looking straight at my face. His eyes hold a tender look. A look that I have not seen on any other man's face, not even from Carlos when we dated back in the days. I stand up abruptly, my emotions in turmoil. The chair tumbles to the ground, making a loud clanging sound. " Is something the matter, Hera?" Mason asks in a concerned voice. His hand reaches out to touch my shoulder. " Nothing. I have to leave." I announce, turning to walk awa
HeraToday is my last day here in Vegas and the second day I haven't seen Mason. After our last encounter at the club, he disappeared into thin air. I'll be lying if I say I haven't been looking forward to seeing him again. After his declaration, is he trying to play hard to get or was his confession nothing but bullshit? " Are you even listening to me?" Chloe's voice snaps me out of my thoughts. I lift my eyes to meet her glare. " Of course I am listening." I reply, smiling at her. Chloe doesn't buy my act though. " You have been distracted since we met. What are you thinking about?" She probes and I swallow. I admit Mason has been all over my head but I am not admitting any of that to Chloe or I won't hear the end of it. " Nothing." I deny her claims. Chloe raises her brows, her eyes screaming suspicion. " Hera, are you keeping something from me? Maybe a loverboy you had a one night stand with these days?" She inquires and I almost choke on my saliva. " What nonsense are you
Hera’s POV They say that the Christmas season brings good news, laughter and happiness. It's a season of love but for me… Well, this isn't about me. Christmas sure came early this year. A month ago, my best friend, Chloe,called ànd invited me to her wedding. I was happy until I realized that I will have to travel back to Las Vegas to attend her wedding. I tried to decline the invitation but Chloe being Chloe saw me through. “Don't you dare say no,Hera or I won't hesitate to fly to Chicago and drag your ass to Las Vegas." She threatened. That's why I am here now at the airport heading to the airport parking lot. The airport is as chaotic as ever. People rushing to catch flights, the announcements in the background, and that familiar feeling of being just a face in the crowd. This is me. I prefer walking around without people having to turn around and give me a second or third glance. But, with a body like mine, a plus size, that's more of a dream. It's uncomfortable how peo
I stand frozen contemplating whether to turn around and face him or just walk away. What rotten luck I have. Carlos is the last person I want to set my eyes on. He's the reason I left my home Last Vegas and ventured into a foreign land. “ Hera,” He calls again and I am forced to turn around and face him. He starts working towards me. I conceal my feelings, assuming a blank expression on my face. “ I wasn't expecting to see you here.” He beams at me and I fight the urge to roll my eyes. What's the probability that he will be at the hotel lobby where Chloe's wedding will be taking place? Chloe hates his guts so we can forget about her inviting him. “ Neither was I. I have to say, your presence just ruined my day.” I don't try to be polite with him. He doesn't deserve it. I watch as the smile he was putting on his face falls, replaced by a guilty look. “ Hera, do you still resent me for what I did to you?” He asks and I don't stop the scoff that leaves my lips. “ You tell me, sh
HeraToday is my last day here in Vegas and the second day I haven't seen Mason. After our last encounter at the club, he disappeared into thin air. I'll be lying if I say I haven't been looking forward to seeing him again. After his declaration, is he trying to play hard to get or was his confession nothing but bullshit? " Are you even listening to me?" Chloe's voice snaps me out of my thoughts. I lift my eyes to meet her glare. " Of course I am listening." I reply, smiling at her. Chloe doesn't buy my act though. " You have been distracted since we met. What are you thinking about?" She probes and I swallow. I admit Mason has been all over my head but I am not admitting any of that to Chloe or I won't hear the end of it. " Nothing." I deny her claims. Chloe raises her brows, her eyes screaming suspicion. " Hera, are you keeping something from me? Maybe a loverboy you had a one night stand with these days?" She inquires and I almost choke on my saliva. " What nonsense are you
Hera I keep my gaze locked on Mason's face, awaiting his answer. My heart beats wildly in my chest. For some reason, I am anxious and nervous at the same time. I don't know what I want to hear from his confessions yet something deep inside me tells me that Mason's answer will either shatter me further or... " I find you very attractive, Hera." Mason confesses, wetting his lips. My eyes follow each of his actions. " And?" I probe further, excitement coursing through my nerves. " I am interested in you as a woman, not a friend." He declares, looking straight at my face. His eyes hold a tender look. A look that I have not seen on any other man's face, not even from Carlos when we dated back in the days. I stand up abruptly, my emotions in turmoil. The chair tumbles to the ground, making a loud clanging sound. " Is something the matter, Hera?" Mason asks in a concerned voice. His hand reaches out to touch my shoulder. " Nothing. I have to leave." I announce, turning to walk awa
Hera I don't know what came over me but the moment I spotted my sister heading towards me, I knew I needed to do something. I ended up kissing Mason. What I didn't expect is him not only kissing me back but deepening the kiss. When we pull away, Mason has a smirk on her face and my sister? Well, let's just say her eyeballs are about to pop out. “I have to say, that was quite a surprise.” Mason comments and I smile back to hide my embarrassment. “ You really are shameless, aren't you Hera?” My sister, Tara sneers with disgust. I turn to give her my undivided attention, a smirk playing at the corner of my lips. “ I don't understand what you mean.” I decide to play it cool, something that I know will irk Tara. “ You don't mind throwing yourself at a random man at a club? Is that what you have been up to all these years? It's no wonder you can't find a man for yourself.” Tara spats with distaste. I clench my fists under the table just to stop myself from snapping back at her.
I stand frozen contemplating whether to turn around and face him or just walk away. What rotten luck I have. Carlos is the last person I want to set my eyes on. He's the reason I left my home Last Vegas and ventured into a foreign land. “ Hera,” He calls again and I am forced to turn around and face him. He starts working towards me. I conceal my feelings, assuming a blank expression on my face. “ I wasn't expecting to see you here.” He beams at me and I fight the urge to roll my eyes. What's the probability that he will be at the hotel lobby where Chloe's wedding will be taking place? Chloe hates his guts so we can forget about her inviting him. “ Neither was I. I have to say, your presence just ruined my day.” I don't try to be polite with him. He doesn't deserve it. I watch as the smile he was putting on his face falls, replaced by a guilty look. “ Hera, do you still resent me for what I did to you?” He asks and I don't stop the scoff that leaves my lips. “ You tell me, sh
Hera’s POV They say that the Christmas season brings good news, laughter and happiness. It's a season of love but for me… Well, this isn't about me. Christmas sure came early this year. A month ago, my best friend, Chloe,called ànd invited me to her wedding. I was happy until I realized that I will have to travel back to Las Vegas to attend her wedding. I tried to decline the invitation but Chloe being Chloe saw me through. “Don't you dare say no,Hera or I won't hesitate to fly to Chicago and drag your ass to Las Vegas." She threatened. That's why I am here now at the airport heading to the airport parking lot. The airport is as chaotic as ever. People rushing to catch flights, the announcements in the background, and that familiar feeling of being just a face in the crowd. This is me. I prefer walking around without people having to turn around and give me a second or third glance. But, with a body like mine, a plus size, that's more of a dream. It's uncomfortable how peo